Emily Slm


Cry - Poem by Emily Slm

Tears swelling,
in my eyes.
Nothing can stop them,
they're on the rise.
A knot in my throat,
It just grows and grows.
Pushing them out.
Here it comes.

Hot streams run down my face.
They find their way to my chin,
and drip,
drip,
drip.


Comments about Cry by Emily Slm

  • Veteran Poet - 1,229 Points Thomas A Robinson (11/10/2012 10:20:00 AM)

    Nice....hot tears..... very good. Drip, drip, drip, like brush strokes on a canvass. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 10, 2012



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